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VERSES left by Mr. POPE, on his lying in the fame Bed which WILMOT the celebrated Earl of Rochester flept in, at Adderbury, then belonging to the Duke of Argyle, July 9th, 1739.

ITH no poetic ardour fir'd

WITH

I prefs the bed where Wilmot lay;

That here he lov'd, or here expir'd,
Begets no numbers grave, or gay.

But in thy roof, Argyle, are bred

Such thoughts as prompt the brave to lie
Stretch'd out in honour's nobler bed,
Beneath a nobler roof-the fky.

Such flames as high in patriots burn,
Yet ftoop to bless a child or wife;

And fuch as wicked kings may mourn,
When freedom is more dear than life.

VERSES

VERSES то MR. C.

ST. JAMES'S PLACE.

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LONDON, OCTOBER 22.

EW words are beit; I wish you well;
Bethel, I'm told, will foon be here:
Some morning-walks along the Mall,
And evening friends, will end the year.
If, in this interval, between

The falling leaf and coming froft,
You please to see, on Twit'nam green,

Your friend, your poet, and your hoft; For three whole days you here may reft, From office, business, news, and strife; And (what moft folks would think a jeft) Want nothing else, except your wife.

EPITAPHS.

EPITAPHS.

"His faltem accumulem donis, et fungar inani

"Munere!"

I.

VIRG.

On CHARLES Earl of DORSET,

In the Church of Withyam in Suffex.

ORSET, the Grace of Courts, the Mufes' Pride,
Patron of Arts, and judge of Nature, dy'd.
The fcourge of Pride, though fanctified or great,
Of Fops in Learning, and of Knaves in State:
Yet foft his Nature, though fevere his Lay,
His Anger moral, and his Wisdom gay.
Bleft Satirift! who touch'd the Mean fo true,
As show'd, Vice had his hate and pity too.
Bleft Courtier! who could King and Country please,
Yet facred keep his Friendships, and his ease.
Bleft Peer! his great Forefathers every grace
Reflecting, and reflected in his Race;

Where other BUCKHURSTS, Other DORSETS shine,
And Patrons ftill, or Poets, deck the Line.

VOL. XLVI.

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II. On

II.

On Sir WILLIAM TRUMBAL,

One of the principal Secretaries of State to King WILLIAM III. who, having refigned his place, died in his Retirement at Easthamfted in Berkshire, 1716.

A Pleafing Form; a firm, yet cautious Mind;

Sincere, though prudent; conftant, yet refign'd:

Honour unchang'd, a Principle profeft,

Fix'd to one fide, but moderate to the reft:
An honeft Courtier, yet a Patriot too;

Juft to his Prince, and to his Country true:
Fill'd with the Sense of Age, the Fire of Youth,
A Scorn of Wrangling, yet a Zeal for Truth;
A generous Faith, from Superftition free:

A love to Peace, and hate of Tyranny;

Such this Man was: who now, from Earth remov'd, At length enjoys that Liberty he lov'd.

III. On

III.

On the Hon. SIMON HARCOURT,

Only Son of the Lord Chancellor HARCOURT, at the Church of Stanton-Harcourt in Oxfordshire, 1720.

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O this fad fhrine, whoe'er thou art! draw near,

Here lies the Friend moft lov'd, the Son most dear;
Who ne'er knew Joy, but Friendship might divide,
Or gave his Father Grief but when he dy'd.

How vain is Reafon, Eloquence how weak!
If Pope must tell what HARCOURT cannot speak.
Oh let thy once-lov'd Friend inscribe thy Stone,
And, with a Father's forrows, mix his own!

IV.

On JAMES CRAGGS, Esq.

In Westminster-Abbey.

JACOBUS CRAGGS,

REGI MAGNE BRITANNIE A SECRETIS
ET CONSILIIS SANCTIORIBUS,

PRINCIPISPARITER AC POPULIA MORET DELICIÆ,
VIXIT TITULIS ET INVIDIA MAJOR

ANNOS, HEU PAUCOS, XXXV.

OB. FEB. XVI. MDCCXX.

Statefman, yet Friend to Truth! of Soul fincere,
In Action faithful, and in Honour clear!
Who broke no Promife, ferv'd no private End,
Who gain'd no Title, and who loft no Friend,
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